Less room, back mountain

After Juehui led the "guests" who came to the restaurant into the temple, "Donors, come with the little monk?"

The boy in Tsing Yi shook his fan gracefully, "Then thank you master!"

"Oh. Also, I haven't asked your surname yet. The little monk's mind flashed and seemed to remember something.

The few people behind Childe all looked at each other a few times, and the one in front of them spoke.

"Under the surname Li, as for how many people are behind me......" Li Gongzi held the fan with a jade hand, turned the folding fan slightly sideways, and turned the fan handle to his peers, "It's insignificant, don't mention it,"

As he spoke, he chuckled lightly, and there was no movement on his face, which really made Juehui feel that he couldn't figure it out, and he didn't dare to speculate.

"I don't know the name of the master?"

Juehui clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, little monk Juehui." ”

Li Gongzi raised his eyes, "I see, I have long heard that Master Yuan Xuan's personal disciple Juehui Buddhism is profound, and when I see it today, it is indeed the Buddha who is alive!"

This short compliment made Juehui, who was not good at words, red from his ears to his cheeks.

"Li, Li Gongzi praised, quickly follow me into the temple. Juehui intuitively felt that the roots of her ears were burning, and subconsciously covered them, leading the way in front with a smile on her face.

Fengyulou pulled the carriage into the backyard of Shaolin Temple, and along the way, Juehui rarely opened his mouth and began to introduce some houses in the temple to Li Gongzi.

Li Gongzi's right arm vibrated slightly, the folding fan in his hand was naturally spread out, and he smiled thinly, "It is said that the world's martial arts come out of Shaolin, depending on the bottom, this is by no means an exaggeration, this huge young room must be an excellent place to practice." ”

"Yes, this place is full of aura, morning dew, twilight and gloomy. ”

After Juehui finished speaking, Li Gongzi was full of interest, "I heard that the abbot of your temple is the best in the world, I don't know if I can see the dignity today?"

The abbot of Shaolin is naturally Master Yuanzheng.

As soon as these words came out, Jue Hui, who was leading the way in front of him, suddenly stopped, "Li Gongzi, if you want to know anything else, Juehui can tell you, but Jue Hui can't do it." ”

The atmosphere of the moment suddenly froze, and the little monk Juehui, who had always been kind, suddenly converged and condensed.

Li Gongzi also felt that something was wrong, so naturally he was not stupid enough to be bored, "Haha, just now I was stupid when I was stupid." ”

Juehui shook her head, as if there was something unspeakable, "Now the abbot is in the temple, it's just ......"

Well, the master also said that I can't tell others, how can I be so stupid?

Seeing that the monk wanted to speak and stopped, Li Gongzi said with a wry smile: "Since the master is embarrassed, I just don't ask,"

Knock – Knock——!

Just when the group was halfway there, the distant sound of the copper bell tore through the quiet area of the bamboo sea.

The gate of Shaolin Temple is open, and the ladder of Zhengshan is unveiled.

"Donors, let's speed up our journey, and wait for more people to come. ”

The bell rang in Juehui's ears......

At the foot of the mountain, the flow of people gathered all the way, through thousands of stone stairs, thinking about the pure land in the heart of the departure.

"Hurry up, old man, there are more people. ”

The voices were chaotic, and all kinds of people poured into it, some of them were in golden robes and jade clothes, and they were extremely gorgeous.

And some people are ragged, gray and gray, with a sad face, kneeling step by step, and clasping their hands together.

In the crowd, a man in a black robe and hood carried a half-length wooden box behind him, and his feet were like the wind, stepping on the stone stairs step by step, and his breath was gentle.

He was accompanied by the flow of people, his eyes in the black robe were like torches, and his eyes were the bronze bell in the white wall that showed the world. It is the sacred place of Manzhu that is independent in the world!